Search -
The Poets and the Poetry of the Nineteenth Century (6)
The Poets and the Poetry of the Nineteenth Century - 6 Author:Alfred Henry Miles Volume: 6 General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1905 Original Publisher: G. Routledge Subjects: English poetry Poets, English Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Literary Criticism / Poetry Poetry / Anthologies Poetry / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh Notes: This is a blac... more »k and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: SHORTER POEMS. LORD DE TABLEY. I. -- THE PILGRIM CRANES. THE pijgrim cranes are moving to their south, The clouds are herded pale and rolling slow. One flower is wither'd in the warm wind's mouth, Whereby the gentle waters always flow. The cloud-fire wanes beyond the lighted trees. The sudden glory leaves the mountain dome. Sleep into night, old anguish mine, and cease To listen for a step that will not come. II. -- DAFFODILS. I QUESTION with the amber daffodils, Sheeting the floors of April, how she fares; Where king-cup buds gleam out between the rills, And celandine in wide gold beadlets glares. By pastured brows and swelling hedge-row bowers, From crumpled leaves the primrose bunches slip, My hot face roll'd in their faint-scented flowers, I dream her rich cheek rests beside my lip. All weird sensations of the fervent prime Are like great harmonies, whose touch can move The glow of gracious impulse: thought and time Renew my love with life, my life with love. When this old world new-born puts glories on, I cannot think she never will be won. III. -- A FROSTY DA Y. GRASS afield wears silver thatch. Palings all are edged with rime. Frost-flowers pattern round the latch. Cloud nor breeze dissolve the clime; When the waves are solid floor, And the clods are iron-bound, And the boughs are crystall'd hoar, And the re...« less